Though the library was small, it used every bit of space it could. But using the top shelves for the books was beyond her comprehension, since most of the patrons could barely reach that high anyway. Of course, she thought glumly, someone had used this shelf because she was now depositing the book How To Sound Like a Turkey In Thirty Days in its proper place. Her body ached from her cold, and it would ache even more since she had to walk a mile to catch a bus back to her apartment tonight. Her car had been towed, and was now sitting in some sleazy gas station waiting to be fixed. She felt exhausted just thinking about it. Maybe Candy could give her a ride home. Well, what else could go wrong? She could be fired, she thought as she bent to retrieve another book and sneezed, causing her foot to wobble on the ladder. She gasped when two strong hands came out of nowhere, grabbing her waist. “Gotcha, darlin’,” came a male voice from below. “You’re not gonna fall with me by your side.”Hannah instinctively gripped the man’s shoulder for support.
